Ma..the first word almost all of us utter. How difficult it is to understand her, and how easy...Speaking of my mother, (I fought with her today...) she is the most emotional person I have ever met in my life. May be that is the way mother's are made...Probably that is how God makes a mother out of a woman...Well, I love my mother very much, but I know that I shall never be able to love her as much as loves me...maybe someday when I become a mother, I'll learn the way to love somebody so much as my mother loves me. But oh you should see her shout at me....but then when you think about it, you see her love behind i...and that is what pinches you when you grow old, you try to reason as to how someone can love another sooo much, and there you fail terribly because, reasoning someone's love for you can never lead you to a reasonable answer...What a pity!!But maybe the best way is to feel that love, love her for all the strange reasons that she loves you for, and revere God for that one wonderful relation in this world which is full of love, and nothing else....